Ah yes, there is that striking similarity in style and substance to old Babybird, who came and went like a thief in the night.
Tody, I consider myself, the luckiest lady/person/man/woman/child/alien/robot on earth. That so many would rush to my aide and help deconfuse me. Reservations, judgments, substances, old babybird? Self deprecating, thieves in the night, striking similarity? About what? Who cares? Who is this babybird? Must have had a terrific impact to be so wildly thought of. Wishes perhaps?Why does anything matter? Not an expert here, but this sounds like,these quandaries come from strikingly similar minds. Almost like there's one person creating their own crowd? Could it be that there are people out here who think alike? Gosh I don't know, have you ever been in a position where like minded hearts seem to beat as one before. Once my husband took my sneeze just as I went to let her fly, he did it out of the blue as I lost the desire and landskesalive, he finished my thought last night. But I know who I am and there's the crux of it, I don't mind what odd little comments there come from others. Just don't let me catch yous being more than one writer even though there's so many similarities between all these different hims and hers out here.
I still think rush is a funny guy, spewing fact, fiction, truth, or lies, he makes me laugh, so do some of you.